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Chapter 3 by writersname writersname

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A night in the soothing parlor

Ren checked her metals, still plenty of zinc to get her through the rest of the night. A handful of the girls here were soothers, they burned brass to calm the emotions of those who needed it, but Ren was the only rioter here as far as she knew. While they worked to calm and quiet emotions of the men who visited here, she excited and amplified them instead.

Their employer, Lady Falsted, forbid them to speak of their allomantic abilities to anyone, even each other. Ren had pieced together over time that Falsted herself could burn copper to hide the establishment from obligators who might come investigating. She also then bribed those same obligators with the prettiest girls in the house most nights. Ren disliked this necessity done just to protect the business.

Their parlor itself was unassuming, it almost had a tavern like quality outside and in fact served wine as part of the services available inside. Tonight, Ren stood near the bar and a few boys, noblemen by their posture, caught her eye. They sat at a small table across the room and were pointing and smiling at Ren and the other girls as they chatted with each other.

Ren burned her zinc she had swallowed earlier hoping to encourage the urges the boys probably had. She felt they had come just to get a look at the girls and perhaps show off to each other by doing something against their parents’ wishes. If she could get them interested in a little more, she might stand to earn a few boxings from them.

Ren made eye contact with the oldest boy in the group and smiled at him. He was not yet twenty and had shockingly blonde hair. She thought his tunic was the colors of house Hasting, but she had never paid close attention to things like that. She flared her zinc now, feeling its warmth flow through her body. When she did this, it was almost like she was reaching out and grasping the other person’s emotions, teasing and stoking them to act on something that they might have otherwise kept secret. Secrets were fine, but not here, not when she needed the money.

The boy smiled back at her with a stupid grin. He was cute, that was a plus. She’d still have to be careful with this, nobles we’re still nobles. She broke eye contact with him, still Pushing on his emotions and turned towards the first room behind the bar. She flared the metal again driving his desire to follow her. Surely he wanted to see more of her, that was why he came here in the first place, wasn’t it?


Ren lay on the bed, her linen robe draped strategically to expose her naval, but not her breasts. The door handle turned and she felt her own excitement rise. The young man stepped inside the room. “Uh, um, hello?”

“Hello my lord. Welcome to my lounge. Please have a seat, I want you to be as comfortable as possible.” She lay a hand on the bed next to her and smiled at him, Pushing his desire again.

“You don’t have to call me that.” He cringed. He looked even younger up close and she hoped he wasn’t too fresh. “My name’s Landen…” he shut his mouth abruptly, poorly hiding the fact that he didn’t share which house he was from.

“I’m Ren. Please have a seat, I won’t bite. Unless you want that.” She Pushed by habit whenever she made innuendo and did so again here. She’d been told it was a tasteless way of making a joke, but Landen reacted exactly as she had wanted. He sat himself down on the bed eagerly and she reached out to remove his jacket.

“What is it you desire tonight Landen?” She knew the answer to this of course, horny teenage boys were easy to read without emotional allomancy. She just needed to make sure he asked for something high priced. She stroked his shoulders as she burned her zinc, Pushing him to answer.

“I didn’t expect to find myself here, but you are very beautiful and I felt…” he trailed off again.

“You could have me Landen,” she caressed his arms now, “My prices aren’t unreasonable depending on what your needs are. 16 boxings will get you everything you desire, but I’ll still give you a kiss for a clip.” Ren leaned in close, pressing her body against his side and kissed his ear. His skin tasted cleaner than most of the men that came through here and she found that pleasant. She flared her zinc again and felt him shudder under her fingers when she did.

“H-here’s my purse.” He pulled a bag from his belt. “I’ve got at least a dozen boxings.”

He had nine. Oh well, it would have to do. She stood up to put the coins in a nightstand and then leaned over him on the bed, letting her robe slip apart, exposing her flesh to the air. As she put her face near his, he lunged toward her with a kiss. She kissed him back riding the wave of emotions she was feeding him. Her hand found his belt and tugged it free, loosening his trousers. Ren slipped her hand inside and between his thighs, feeling his very erect member. She teased and tickled her hand along his shaft and he moaned into her lips, his own hands groped at her breasts as she squeezed him.

She bit his lip as she rioted his lust and pulled his cock from his pants. She stroked faster now as they made out and she could tell he was already getting close to coming. She liked this one though and wanted to have a little more fun than that so she eased off on her emotional onslaught for a moment.

Landen broke the kiss breathing heavily, “Ruin’s balls you’ve got an iron grip woman.”

She couldn’t stop herself from giggling. “Ruin’s balls?” She kept stroking him even as he blushed.

“I mean even gods have balls, right?” He tried to kiss her again and she pulled away while Pushing slightly with her zinc and tugging on his penis.

“What if god is a woman?” She teased him, feeling him throb in her hand as she stroked him.

“For you I would say god is a naked mole rat.” His body shook as she squeezed on his desires again.

Ren let go and pulled his trousers all the way down. “Naked you say?” She shucked her gown to the floor and climbed back onto the bed adroitly to straddle him and then eased herself down onto his cock.

She gyrated as he attempted to thrust into her. He wasn’t great at this, but he also wasn’t the worst she’d had come through. She kissed him as they fucked, stoking his emotions to the breaking point and he gave a drawn-out moan as she felt him come inside her. She cooed at him and gyrated slower on his flagging member. Ren extinguished her zinc and kissed him gently, squeezing her pelvic muscles around him.

“I think I love you Ren.” Landen said. Oh dear, he is a first timer, she thought. Well might as well make the most of this.

“I- love you too Landen. This is my job though and I will have sex with other people.” She rolled off of him and sat up, making sure he had a nice clear view of her naked form. “You and your friends are welcome to come back here any time and see me. I’d love to make a habit of doing this with you.” She leaned in and kissed him again, flaring the last of her zinc as she did so.

“I understand.” He said after they stopped kissing. This poor boy did not understand what he was getting into, but at least Ren would have a steady income for a while now.

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